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... Hope " 176 → Theodric , a Domestic Tale : with other Poems . By THOMAS CAMPBELL The Lay of the Last Minstrel : a Poem . By WALTER SCOTT The Lady of the Lake : a Poem . By WALTER SCOTT Poems . By the Reverend GEORGE CRABBE - 199 · 214 ...
... Hope " 176 → Theodric , a Domestic Tale : with other Poems . By THOMAS CAMPBELL The Lay of the Last Minstrel : a Poem . By WALTER SCOTT The Lady of the Lake : a Poem . By WALTER SCOTT Poems . By the Reverend GEORGE CRABBE - 199 · 214 ...
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... hope he will handsomely pay up in the next edition . When a great poet and a man of distinguished talents announces a large selection of English poetry , “ with biographical and critical notices , " we naturally expect such notices of ...
... hope he will handsomely pay up in the next edition . When a great poet and a man of distinguished talents announces a large selection of English poetry , “ with biographical and critical notices , " we naturally expect such notices of ...
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... hope to have some other opportunity of giving our opinions . At present , how- ever , we must hasten to a conclusion ; and shall make our last extracts from the notice of Cowper , which is drawn up on somewhat of a larger scale than any ...
... hope to have some other opportunity of giving our opinions . At present , how- ever , we must hasten to a conclusion ; and shall make our last extracts from the notice of Cowper , which is drawn up on somewhat of a larger scale than any ...
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... reward your piety , and thank it When I am dead ; for sure I must not live : I hope I cannot . ' After leaving her fame , her youth , & c . in some very pretty but fantastical verses , she proceeds 64 66 FORD -HIS WITCH OF EDMONTON . Pen .
... reward your piety , and thank it When I am dead ; for sure I must not live : I hope I cannot . ' After leaving her fame , her youth , & c . in some very pretty but fantastical verses , she proceeds 64 66 FORD -HIS WITCH OF EDMONTON . Pen .
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... hope , confound me . Sus . You speak riddles . " vol . ii . p . 437-440 . The unfortunate bigamist afterwards resolves to de- sert this innocent creature : but , in the act of their parting , is moved by the devil , who rubs against him ...
... hope , confound me . Sus . You speak riddles . " vol . ii . p . 437-440 . The unfortunate bigamist afterwards resolves to de- sert this innocent creature : but , in the act of their parting , is moved by the devil , who rubs against him ...
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Contributions to the Edinburgh Review, Volym 2 Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1844 |
Contributions to the Edinburgh Review, Volym 2 Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1846 |
Contributions to the Edinburgh Review, Volym 2 Lord Francis Jeffrey Jeffrey Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1844 |
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Sida 381 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Sida 462 - I have not loved the world, nor the world me, — But let us part fair foes ; I do believe, Though I have found them not, that there may be Words which are things, — hopes which will not deceive, And virtues which are merciful, nor weave Snares for the failing ; I would also deem O'er others...
Sida 453 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Sida 464 - Returning where my walk begun, Avoiding only, as I trod, My brothers' graves without a sod; For if I thought with heedless tread My step profaned their lowly bed, My breath came gaspingly and thick, And my crush'd heart fell blind and sick.
Sida 73 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east...
Sida 158 - His wee bit ingle, blinkin bonnily, His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie wifie's smile, The lisping infant prattling on his knee, Does a' his weary carking cares beguile, An' makes him quite forget his labour an' his toil. Belyve the elder bairns come drapping in, At service out, amang the farmers roun
Sida 460 - This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction ; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring . Sounds sweet as if a Sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved. It is the hush of night...
Sida 80 - This was the noblest Roman of them all : All the conspirators, save only he, Did that they did in envy of great Caesar; He only, in a general honest thought, And common good to all, made one of them. His life was gentle; and the elements So mix'd in him that Nature might stand up And say to all the world, This was a man!
Sida 193 - Our song and feast shall flow To the fame of your name, When the storm has ceased to blow, — When the fiery fight is heard no more, And the storm has ceased to blow.
Sida 139 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.